I paused at my recollection of that night, and smiled a bit. He was truly perfect.
***
"What do you say?"
I couldn't speak. ED SHEERAN, the man of my dreams, was offering me a ride home. Only an idiot would pass this chance up.
"um. uh. Yes. I'd greatly appreciate it!" oh, I'm a moron..
He laughed a little, "Well let's be off then?"
I smiled and followed him back to his car. As we were driving, I tried to give him the hint that I knew who he was..
"So erm.. how are you?"
He laughed again, "Ha, I am lovely, thank you very much for asking. You?"
I told him that I was good. We continued on making small conversation, and I 'casually' mentioned that I'd really enjoyed his concert. I'm sure his face turned a bit pink.
"Really?" he asked, a puzzled look on his face.
"Of course. it was amazing."
The corners of his mouth lifted a little, forming a perfect smile, "Thank you. That means a lot coming from a beautiful girl like you."
I nearly died at that moment. After a pause, he asked for directions, and as I was giving them, he'd mentioned he was hungry.
"There's a McDonald's right by my house, if that'll help?"
He grinned and said, "Hell yea! sounds great."
***
